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Chapter 295 - 261 [Grudges and Affections]

Chapter 295: Chapter 261 [Grudges and Affections]

The night was deep.

Bai Guotao drove the car assigned for official receptions by the Dong hai Municipal Committee into an upscale residential complex.

After parking the car in a dark, concealed corner, Bai Guotao walked out with a gloomy expression, went to the entrance of the building, and rang the doorbell of the top-floor residence on the east side. He waited until the owner of the house picked up the intercom, then he said in a tone that brooked no argument, "Open the door."

"Okay."

A slightly anxious voice came from the receiver, and soon the entrance door to the building clicked open. Bai Guotao pushed the door and entered, crossed the lobby, and walked to the elevator to ride up to the top floor.

"Ding-dong—"

About a minute later, accompanied by a crisp ding, the elevator door opened and Bai Guotao saw Su Qin standing outside the elevator doors. He frowned and said, "Let’s talk inside."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Guotao didn’t wait for Su Qin to respond and brushed past her, heading straight into the room.

Seeing Bai Guotao’s frown and sensing the gloominess in his tone, Su Qin’s unease intensified, but she didn’t dare say anything. Instead, she followed closely behind Bai Guotao like a shadow.

"Bang—"

The door closed, and Bai Guotao stopped, turned around, and looked at Su Qin displeased: "Who told you to wait for me outside the elevator?"

"I..."

Su Qin was at a loss for words. Because of Bai Guotao’s special status, to avoid being discovered, she had always been extremely careful when meeting with Bai Guotao in private.

"Su Qin, all these years, I’ve let you follow me largely because you knew your place and when to advance or retreat. What’s gotten into you today?" Seeing that Su Qin wasn’t speaking, Bai Guotao asked sternly.

That evening, after a discussion with his wife, Wang Hong, he was unable to sleep due to his irritable mood and sat alone in the study of his suite, where he received a text message from Su Qin—she wanted to meet him.

He replied to the message succinctly, deciding to sever ties with Su Qin completely from now on.

Originally, he had thought that after replying to the message, Su Qin would discreetly disappear from his life, but unexpectedly, Su Qin uncharacteristically called him directly.

He hung up the phone, but Su Qin kept calling.

After several back and forths, Bai Guotao realized that Su Qin was not giving up, so he decided to meet her one more time. Once Wang Hong fell asleep, he came to Su Qin’s house alone.

"I know that Xiao Luo’s imprisonment, Liu Li has an inescapable responsibility..." Su Qin said with a face full of self-reproach. She was well aware of what Xiao Luo’s imprisonment meant to Bai Guotao.

As if to confirm Su Qin’s guess, before she could finish her sentence, Bai Guotao interrupted her coldly, "Shut up!"

Su Qin shuddered with fright and dared not continue.

"I don’t want to talk about this matter anymore. I’m here to tell you not to play with fire!"

Bai Guotao’s tone was ominously low, making Su Qin in front of him seem not like the lover who had been with him for years, but like a nightclub hostess, void of any emotion.

"After the incident at Tan’s Private Kitchen, I looked for Liu Li, prepared to have her apologize to Xiao Luo, and planned to tell her about her origins, but..."

"I told you to shut up!" Bai Guotao stopped Su Qin’s narrative once again, his tone even lower.

"I... I don’t want to leave you."

Tears involuntarily welled up in Su Qin’s eyes as she looked at Bai Guotao with a tearful gaze, as if pleading.

"I don’t repeat myself," Bai Guotao said expressionlessly. "You’d better do as I say, otherwise, don’t blame me for being heartless!"

"Ah..."

Perhaps not expecting Bai Guotao to be so ruthless, Su Qin was stunned, letting tears roll down her cheeks.

Seeing this, Bai Guotao spared no more words and walked directly towards the door.

Su Qin pursed her lips but ultimately didn’t dare to make a sound to retain Bai Guotao. She watched with wide eyes as Bai Guotao pulled open the door and strode away, leaving behind an unfeeling silhouette.

"Why has it come to this?"

As the door closed again, Su Qin slumped to the ground, weakly asking herself.

Because of Su Liuli.

The next moment, the answer emerged in Su Qin’s heart.

She knew very well that if it hadn’t been for the conflict between Su Liuli and Guan Lin that triggered everything that followed, even if Bai Luo went to prison, Bai Guotao wouldn’t have vented his anger on her.

"If I have Liuli go apologize to Guotao, maybe he will forgive us both, mother and daughter?"

Thinking this, an idea dawned on Su Qin. She quickly got up from the ground, rushed to the coffee table, grabbed the mobile phone with trembling hands, and dialed Su Liuli’s number.

"Sorry, the number you have dialed is temporarily unavailable."

Soon, the pleasant voice of the automated operator rang out, but to Su Qin, it sounded like the worst sound in the world, stiffening her expression.

Afterwards, she dialled Su Liuli’s number several more times, but each time it was unreachable.

"Smack—"

With the calls not getting through, Su Qin in frustration smashed her mobile phone to pieces and then decided to find Su Liuli at Dong hai University the next morning.

Meanwhile.

In a villa within the City Committee Mansion.

Zhao Meng, who had just begun his meditation cultivation, was awakened by a series of "beeping" sounds.

"What’s going on?"

Zhao Meng stood up, walked over, picked up the watch-like communicator, connected it, and asked.

"Report, Director, forty minutes ago, Bai Guotao left the Sun God Hotel alone and went to Su Qin’s home. He stayed for less than five minutes before driving back to the hotel," a member of the Yanhuang Organization East Sea Branch reported.

"I understand."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Meng’s gaze flickered. As the person in charge of the Yanhuang Organization East Sea Branch, he had a high status and identity within the organization, possessing S-level access to information. He could access all information except for SS and SSS levels and was well-informed about Bai Guotao, including the fact that Su Qin was Bai Guotao’s lover.

"Director, there’s another matter I need to report to you," the member of the Yanhuang Organization East Sea Branch continued.

"What is it?"

"According to reliable information, Murong Gu and his son Murong Sheng from the Wudang Sect arrived in Dong Hai two hours ago and are currently at the Wudang Martial Arts Hall."

"Whoosh!"

Upon hearing his subordinate’s report again, Zhao Meng’s expression changed dramatically!

Monitoring and managing the major sects, martial arts families, and Jianghu powers of the Huaxia Martial Arts World is one of the responsibilities of the Yanhuang Organization.

Because of this, the organization’s database contained the information of nearly all individuals in the Huaxia Martial Arts World.

Murong Gu and his son Murong Sheng were no exceptions.

As the person in charge of the Yanhuang Organization East Sea Branch, Zhao Meng knew that Murong Gu, mentioned by his subordinate, was an elder of the Wudang Sect. Moreover, he was aware that Murong Gu was the Great Elder, with profound Martial Arts Cultivation. It was rumored that he was one of the martial artists in the Huaxia Martial Arts World who was most likely to break through to the Gang Qi Realm within the next few years!

Murong Gu’s son Murong Sheng was one of the Wudang Sect’s martial arts geniuses, a leader among the younger disciples, and also a hot favorite to be in the top five of next year’s Huaxia Martial Arts World Qingbang competition!

Additionally, Zhao Meng knew that Murong Gu, who ranked first in the Qingbang over twenty years ago, had been defeated by Ye Wenhao and replaced, and had since then stayed out of Jianghu affairs, closing himself off in Wudang Mountain for cultivation, personally teaching his son martial arts.

Now, Murong Gu suddenly descending the mountain with his son Murong Sheng and coming to Dong Hai made Zhao Meng feel that this was no ordinary occurrence.

"Form groups of three and monitor the father and son around the clock, non-stop. Let’s see what they’re up to."

After a long silence, Zhao Meng made a decision with a frown, "Additionally, before 18:00 tomorrow afternoon, report to me in writing the time they arrived in Dong Hai and their movements on the first day. I need to report this to the headquarters."

"Yes, Director!" The member of the Yanhuang Organization East Sea Branch immediately accepted the order.

"Murong Gu hasn’t left Wudang Mountain for over twenty years. Could he have come down the mountain this time to wash away the shame of the battle from more than twenty years ago?"

After ending the call, Zhao Meng pondered thoughtfully, "But if he wanted to wash away his shame, he should go to Jiangnan to find Ye Wenhao, not Dong Hai. Could it be that he’s trying to draw out Ye Wenhao through the younger generation of the Ye Family?"

As he thought, Zhao Meng suddenly envisioned Ye Fan’s figure. When he considered that Murong Gu had descended the mountain with his martial arts genius son Murong Sheng, he felt this possibility was very likely.

While Zhao Meng pondered this, over at the Wudang Martial Arts Hall in the Hongkou District of Dong Hai City.

The head of the martial arts hall stood in front of Murong Gu and his son Murong Sheng with a smile of eager courtesy and said, "Great Elder, why didn’t you give us a heads up so I could have sent a car to pick you up?"

"What does a martial artist need with a car?"

Murong Gu frowned and scolded, "Zhang Qian, no wonder your Martial Arts Cultivation has stagnated since you entered the secular world. You must have been dazzled by the glitz and glamor, losing your martial focus."

"Thump—"

Shocked by Murong Gu’s scolding, Zhang Qian’s face paled, his legs softened, and he knelt on the ground, panicking, "Zhang Qian admits his fault."

As the head of the Wudang Martial Arts Hall in Dong Hai, his status in the secular world was esteemed, but within the Wudang Sect, he was just an ordinary Inner Sect disciple, not even close to comparing to Murong Gu, the Great Elder, and even less so to the Martial Arts genius, Murong Sheng, who was also an Inner Sect disciple and was just an insignificant person.

"Enough, with your talent, it’s unlikely you will achieve great heights in martial arts anyway. The secular world is more suited for you. You promote the sect and make money in the secular world and also scout for talented youths. In this way, you’re contributing to the sect," Murong Gu said indifferently.

"Phew~"

Seeing that Murong Gu’s anger had subsided, Zhang Qian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Have you prepared the information I asked for?" Murong Gu asked again.

"Great Elder, it’s ready."

Zhang Qian responded respectfully and quickly got up from the ground. He walked over to the desk, picked up a folder, and said, "This is the information I’ve collected about Ye Fan."

"Give the information to Sheng’er."

Murong Gu instructed and then said to Murong Sheng, "Sheng’er, take a good look."

"Dad, is there anything worth looking at?" Murong Sheng did not take the information about Ye Fan.

"The old saying goes, ’know thyself, know thy enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles.’ You should read the information carefully to get a clear understanding of the boy’s strength, personality, and style of doing things to ensure there is no mishap in the life-and-death battle."

Perhaps already accustomed to his son’s arrogance, Murong Gu did not get angry but patiently advised, "Besides, it will help you form a good habit of learning about your opponent’s details before each fight. Especially for next year’s Qingbang competition!"

"Alright."

Murong Sheng, upon hearing this, dared not retort any further, but he casually flipped through the information, not taking a serious interest.

Hmm?

Later, just as Murong Gu was getting dissatisfied with Murong Sheng’s attitude, Murong Sheng’s pupils suddenly dilated, his eyes shining brightly as he stared at the photo of Su Liuli in the information.

"Little Junior Brother, do you know her?"

Noticing Murong Sheng’s abnormal reaction, Zhang Qian asked somewhat puzzled.

"Yes."

Murong Sheng nodded subconsciously and then hesitated: Could it be that she has a good relationship with Ye Wenhao’s illegitimate son?

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